I had found this video of a massive guy with a ball gut as big as a beach ball. Covered in old faded stretch marks and a few new ones on his bulging corpulent love handles.
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He would chug a full blender of gainer sludge, a concoction of peanut butter and ice cream and heavy cream and chocolate syrup and mass gainer. I NEED TO BE BIGGER.” Then I’d squirt, a hot stream of cum all over my slender body. I wanted to grow, but not quite that big. Surely his coworkers and friends and family members were worried about his size. And in the gay world, who would want to hook up with a gigantic slob weirdo like that guy? All my gay friends were into chiseld muscular beach bodies with sleek defined abs and tight little butts. So the first thirty pounds really was FUN. Fast food, protein shakes, candy bars, protein bars, more protein shakes, extra cream in my coffee, an entire pizza to myself, donuts every morning, always ordering dessert. I loved watching my belly start to bulge out over my pants when I’d be bloated. Guys at the bar would pat my shoulder and say things like “you’ve really bulked up!” and “someone’s been eating well!“It was just an experiment. But once I got to 190 lbs… it felt… kind of disappointing. I felt a little deflated once I stopped trying to gain. My body was just soft but not really fat. A small belly, but nothing to draw attention to it. The gainers online knew I was vulnerable. “First thirty pounds” and guys were jerking off to my pics. I’d get messages every day asking how much more I’d try to gain.
“I dunno, maybe 10-20 more pounds I guess.” But they knew more than I did. That once I got over that threshold from “fit guy who has put on weight” to officially a “fat guy” that I’d be hooked. It’ll happen to you too.Ī month later I was at a solid 200 pounds. My muscles were padded with some thick meat. First thing he did was make me associate chugging and eating with sex. “Finish your pizza and drink 3 Boosts VHC” then he’d relieve the tension by stroking my rock hard cock. Nothing made me hornier than pigging out.